“Still Jobless, Still Figuring It Out,” My Brother Toasted at a Rooftop Party — Minutes Later a Harassment Complaint Hit My Phone, and by Monday He Learned the Company He’d Been Mocking Belonged to Me

“This isn’t personal,”

I said.

“This is accountability.”

By the end of the investigation, Bryce was gone, not because of one complaint, but because patterns do not argue back once documented, and the story that followed was not about his charm but about a workplace that chose dignity over comfort.

Weeks later, when a junior employee stopped me in the hallway and said,

“Thank you for believing me,”

I understood that the real victory had nothing to do with my brother at all.

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